baptismal waters

I will baptise you
With trickling water
From my rose colored vase
It willl flow  
At my direction
Goosebump thoughts
Run through your head
To your skin soothed
Your being materializing  
Running over  
Shivered shoulders
Tidal waves
Of ancient history  
 
Now...
 
Dripping down your chest
Nipples hardening
To the beauty
And, sensuality
Of being cloaked  
In the baptismal waters
From my rose colored vase